So this is a new story idea that popped into my head. I'm still trying to work out what'll happen in the end, but ill get it eventually. I want this to be a chaptered fic, but, if I can't continue it, then i guess it can stand alone as a oneshot. I think it works.

Enjoy!

I was the last child born in all the world.

And it sucked. Hard.

200 years after a nuclear war only one town was left in the world. This town, called Twilight Town, was in the middle of nowhere. The sky above was always covered with clouds and the sun's light was filtered and diluted day after day. The way the sun looked from the town made it seem like it was always sunset, or twilight, hence the name. The town itself was relatively small and only about 500 people lived there.

As I mentioned before, I was the last child born. About 50 years ago my parents gave birth to me. This was just before something happened and everybody (except me, of course), lost their ability to reproduce. No one actually knows what happened, just that something did happen and something bad.

Although I was born 50 years ago, I stopped growing and maturing at all once I reached 16. I just…stopped and I don't know why. It felt kind of weird when random people in the town looked at me in jealousy, hoping to stop growing, to be immortal.

Which takes me to the fact that, yes, I'm immortal. I don't age and I can't die. Trust me, I've been stabbed, shot, beat up, and even hanged once and I've never died. This may sound cool, but it really isn't. People in town make me do dangerous tasked and had no qualms about beating me if they, for some reason, thought that I needed it.

The citizens of town could die. It took much, much longer than it used to, but they could. Most of the adults in Twilight Town were around 100 or 150 years old. They grow slowly, but I still watch them as they deteriorate. I had even seen one man die in my life. An old man by the name of Merlin was almost 300 years old when his frail little heart finally gave out. It was a sad day for the town and a confusing one for most of us as well because we hadn't had to have a funeral in 200 years.

I had lived the same life, day after day after day, until my life changed forever.

I was walking the lands around the town and keeping watch for any dangerous animals one day. I was given a wooden sword to fend off any beasts who came near the town, but, after doing the same thing for 2 weeks, I gave up; nothing had happened the whole time I was scouting.

The land around the town was dusty and dirty, hardly fertile at all, aside from one hill about 25 miles outside the town. On this hill was a tree that was lively and full of dark green leaves and around it in a circle was a stream whose water was refilled every year during the great period of rain. I sometimes went to the hill when I was bored or when I was done with my work for the day.

On that day when I was scouting I saw a sight that shook me to my core; a girl, around my age, sitting on the hill. She was leaning on the tree and sketching something on a pad.

"Hey!" I called. I was about 100 yards away from her and running closer. "Hey!"

Shocked, she looked at me and ran away. By the time I reached the hill, she was gone. The only thing left of her, of my mirage girl, was the sketchbook.

On the front cover was a name written in careful cursive:

Namine.

Did you like it? Is it a good story idea? Any comments or critisicm? That's what reviews are for! And reviews are love!

But seriously, I really need feedback on this one, hahaha. I really like the idea of it but I'm not sure where I can take it. So if you guys have any ideas or suggestions feel free to write them!

(*feels bad for trying to get suggestions from his reviewers...*)